CHAPTER SIX
A DESTROYED SHIP IN a little traveled pocket of space—Ty knew a set up when he saw one. But whether that set up was there to entangle him and Dorsey or if the trap had already been sprung on an unsuspecting ship, he didn’t know. Something about this situation, about this specific ship, had disturbed Dorsey. He could practically feel her roiling emotions through their nascent bond.
However, he didn’t need anything metaphysical to tell him she didn’t want to talk about it.
The ship they’d stolen wasn’t equipped with a short range teleporter, so they both enabled the nav functions on their suits. They’d be able to pilot themselves through the gravity free layout of the dead ship and make it back to their own vessel even if there was a need to spacewalk. After a quick test of th
